Absence
does make the heart grow fonder.
And it's happening to me.
It hurts.
The pain is excruciating.
And it's killing me.
It's been so long.
A few months, maybe?
I miss you.
But.
You don't know me, do you?
Do you even know my name?
Doubt so.
Check Yes Juliet; Lucille
6:42 PM.